Sometimes you have to forget how you feel and remember what you deserve.
It's like I've no words left. Only cliché quotes and lyrics telling me how I feel. Most of them using double standards; telling me to stay strong when things are tough, but to let go when I'm unhappy.
I dont know what I feel. I dont know what I deserve. I only know what I want. I think.
If you're not doing anything to keep me, why do I try so hard to stay? I just can't believe how easy it was for you to let go of it all.
Ridiculous how happy I was last week back home, and now I'm here and feckin miserable again. I hate repeating my mistakes, like I didnt learn from them, when clearly they put me through such an amount of pain I'd never do it again. I should get out of my past and look ahead. Bit tough, but I should manage. People have gone through worse. I suppose I'm just like any other confused 23 year old with a fucked up neighbour.
So. I guess it's time for the "feck you" response and turn my back to it and walk away.
I just wish I didn't have to.
All this will definitely come back to stare me in the face later (again) but I honestly don't know what to do anymore.
History keeps repeating itself, no matter how much I try to change (gör om, gör rätt) and if there's something powerful above those clouds; would you mind giving me a hint on what the hell your plan for me is?
Cos I'm just sitting here, extremely clueless.
I dont know what I feel. I dont know what I deserve. I only know what I want. I think.
If you're not doing anything to keep me, why do I try so hard to stay? I just can't believe how easy it was for you to let go of it all.
Ridiculous how happy I was last week back home, and now I'm here and feckin miserable again. I hate repeating my mistakes, like I didnt learn from them, when clearly they put me through such an amount of pain I'd never do it again. I should get out of my past and look ahead. Bit tough, but I should manage. People have gone through worse. I suppose I'm just like any other confused 23 year old with a fucked up neighbour.
So. I guess it's time for the "feck you" response and turn my back to it and walk away.
I just wish I didn't have to.
All this will definitely come back to stare me in the face later (again) but I honestly don't know what to do anymore.
History keeps repeating itself, no matter how much I try to change (gör om, gör rätt) and if there's something powerful above those clouds; would you mind giving me a hint on what the hell your plan for me is?
Cos I'm just sitting here, extremely clueless.
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